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The journalist rose to his feet, and the pair went up and down the broad Avenue de l'Observatoire, as if their lungs craved ampler breathing space. Brilliant portents rise above the mental horizon through a combination of a thousand accidents; conditions change so swiftly that no two men have been known to reach success by the same road.
He used to describe himself as 'thoroughly cured and seasoned, and to predict that he would 'last a good while yet. But, one day in December, a subject of remark in the Boul' Miche was Bibi's absence; and before nightfall the news went abroad that he had been found on the turf, under a tree, in the Avenue de l'Observatoire, dead from a coup de sang, and that he was now lying exposed to the gaze of the curious in the little brick house behind Notre Dame.
He sauntered along, staring at the people; there seemed an elegance about the most ordinary, workmen with their broad red sashes and their wide trousers, little soldiers in dingy, charming uniforms. He came presently to the Avenue de l'Observatoire, and he gave a sigh of pleasure at the magnificent, yet so graceful, vista.
In the late afternoon the journalist and the neophyte went to the Luxembourg, and sat down under the trees in that part of the gardens which lies between the broad Avenue de l'Observatoire and the Rue de l'Ouest.
Then from the stairs below came Braith's anxious voice. "Trent! Is all well?" "Et tout les jours passes dans la tristesse Nous sont comptes comme des jours heureux!" The street is not fashionable, neither is it shabby. It is a pariah among streets a street without a Quarter. It is generally understood to lie outside the pale of the aristocratic Avenue de l'Observatoire.
Marie was buried in gloom, and the Englishman, after trying once or twice to cheer him up, realized that he was best left to himself just then, and so held his tongue. But in the rue d'Assas, as Ste. Marie was getting down Hartley kept the fiacre to go on to his rooms in the Avenue de l'Observatoire he made a last attempt to lighten the man's depression.
And the Bullier, ghost now of the old Bullier where once little Luzanne, the inspiration of a hundred palettes, tripped the polka, the new Bullier with its coloured electricity and ragtime band and professional treaders of the Avenue de l'Observatoire, is eke romance to his nostril.
"Rex, will you join us at the Golden Pheasant for dinner?" was what he said, but his eyes added, "Don't let people see you look like that." "I I don't know," said Gethryn. "Yes, I think so," with an effort. "Come along, then!" said Braith to the others, and hurried them away. Rex sat still till they were out of sight, then he got up and turned into the Avenue de l'Observatoire.
On the Pont des Arts he became aware that a dog was following him. He was a big, long-haired farm dog, with eyes of different colours, which were full of gentleness, and an expression of infinite distress. Chevalier spoke to him: "You've no collar. You are not happy. Poor fellow, I can't do anything for you." By four o'clock in the morning he found himself in the Avenue de l'Observatoire.
And yet, how singular it is that in seeking to set myself aside from life I have found the power I have sought so long! Yes, the world of misery will belong to me!" Godefroid walked from the cloister of Notre-Dame to the avenue de l'Observatoire in such a state of exaltation that he never noticed the length of the way.
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